it was a dark night and you were walking alone. It was raining and cold, you didn't have an umbrella. You were trying to walk a little faster to get home.

a boy slowly approached you and handed you an umbrella, his hands and face bloody with a petrifying and sick smile on his face, staring right into your soul. He placed his hand firmly on your shoulder, holding onto you tightly almost as if he was saying you're next...